Dan Fogelberg, 56.
We drank a toast to innocence,
We drank a toast to now.
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness,
But neither one knew how.
We drank a toast to innocence,
We drank a toast to time.
Reliving in our eloquence
Another auld lang syne.




I saw this in the paper just this morning. I admit it, I’m heartbroken.